I have written on numerous occasions about why I think Linus Van Pelt would have made an excellent musky angler. He was willing -- eager in fact -- to forgo tricks or treats with the gang and a Halloween party afterward in order to sit in the cold waiting for the Great Pumpkin, despite the fact that all of his friends and relatives think he is an idiot for doing so. Smitten by her Sweet Babu, Sally Brown spends the fruitless evening in the pumpkin patch with Linus, while missing out on all the fun. Sort of sounds like Carrie and my musky season.
Once again my season, like so many times in the past, ends with a whimper and not a bang (or a rip for that matter).
With that in mind, here are my thoughts on late season musky trolling on the Niagara River and my seemingly endless failures in hopes of my own Great Pumpkin of a musky through the words of Charlie Brown and the true believer himself, Linus...
CB: Well another musky season has come and gone.
LVP: Yes, Charlie Brown
CB: I don't understand it. I went musky fishing and all I got was a bunch of dinks. I suppose you spent all week on the Niagara River - And the Great Musky never showed up?
CB: Well don't take it too hard. I've done a lot of stupid things in my life too.
LVP: Stupid!? What do you mean, stupid!? Just wait till next year, Charlie Brown. You'll see, next year at this same time......I'll find a musky troll that is real sincere......and I'll troll that musky troll until the Great Musky appears. She'll rise off the bottom of the Niagara......and she'll smash my lure and fly through the air. The Great Musky will appear and I'll be waiting for her! I'll be sitting there in my Lund......and I'll see the Great Musky! Just wait and see, Charlie Brown. I'll see that Great Musky! I'll see the Great Musky. Just you wait, Charlie Brown. The Great Musky will appear and I'll be waiting for her!!!!!
I was going to write about the muskie I caught down the east river to end the NY season but I can’t follow that..